Bella Trump and Charles Rodriguez sat on the wide dining table eating and laughing happily as if they were old time friends.
The old man was very comfortable with her around. She had a very jovial and charismatic air around her.
For the old man that was always around old Mistresses that he mostly has, being with a younger woman is very pleasant for a change.
When he had asked for her family background, she only told him that she was an orphan.
"My dear, don't hesitate to ask me anything, Grandpa will get you everything that you ever want, don't mind Miguel that arrogant jerk, I spoiled him too much" He said.
Bella smiled pleasantly even though she was cussing him silently in her inner mind.
"Yes Grandpa, I like you already"
After dinner, Miguel came back. Grandpa had already went upstairs.
Miguel looked at Bella, "You will be staying here with Grandpa and I"
"What? You will be staying here too?"
Miguel shot her a glance, "Why not? We are married, why should I be staying alone, have you be so close to Grandpa that you don't want me anymore?"
Bella raised her head and spoke, "No, I'm just asking you don't have to keep telling me that we are married"
Looking at her, Miguel said again, "Its good that you are now close with Grandpa as you will be with him most of the time, Oh yes my cousin, also comes home once in a while, you don't have to worry about anything, and also your jerk of a father called me today..."
Bella interrupted, "Don't say anything bad about my dad, I don't know what might be between you, but you don't have to call him names for that"
Miguel frowned, "Which man in his right senses sends his first daughter to spy on a Mafia group? That's your family problem though. You are not allowed to see your father without my permission" He instructed.
Bella was flabbergasted, "What is this? A marriage or captivity? You said I'm your wife, does that make me your slave too?"
Miguel wasn't ready to listen to her gimmicks, he continued,
"You shouldn't let Grandpa know that you are Carter's daughter and also….. You're no longer a Trump! You are now Mrs Rodriguez.
Bella gritted her teeth in anger.
She eyed him; like a formidable enemy, her veins and body gushing with anger. She clenched her fists in ager. She wished she could strangle him right now.
She felt tears dropped down her face but she couldn't do anything. She had to endure all these for the sake of her career. She can't let her mother's dream go to waste just like that.
She needed power if she was to climb to the top. Thinking back at it, there's nothing much her father could offer her than to just make her know worldwide film directors and help her get some roles with his money.
But with this new harsh husband of hers, she could get money, power and fame that she all wanted. Being the wife of Agatha's boss, she no ordinary person.
She would endure it.
Charles Rodriguez's walking stick approaching alerted them. "You rude boy, are you bullying your wife?"
Bella quickly wipe away the tears on her face and smiled simply, "Grandpa, he just gave me happy news so these were tears of joy"
Grappa gave her a quizzical look, "What tears of joy? I know what this punk can do, he was clearly bullying you"
Bella felt warm and comforted with how the old man just defended her, she felt teary again, and ran to him and hugged his pot belly with tears.
"Grandpa, can you tell Miguel to stop bullying me? He's a big bully" she cooed.
Grandpa patted her back gently, "its okay my dear, I'm here now"
Without a word, Miguel left them to continue hugging and crying.
After sometime, Bella was taken to the room where she will be staying with Miguel. She was surprised at the theme of the room.
Everything was partially black color. Typical room of a Mafia heir. She entered and fell on the bed.
She was awestruck at the ceiling paper that looked as if she was looking at dark sky wit h moon and star in it.
"Wow…. This looks beautiful" she cooed.
"Are you done crying?" She heard his cool and serene voice that sound annoying to her asked.
Bella hissed and role her eyes.
"Is everyone in your family this annoying?" He asked again which made Bella raise up to lash back at him but was stopped by the sight of his attractive and beaitiful body that almost gave her nosebleed.
Is he always this handsome? She wondered as she gawked at his clean shaved chest. His milk colored skin added allure to his stoic appearance.
Bella had never seen a man with this kind of skin tone and heavily built abs before.
He looked more like a model than a Mafia.
"Are you done ogling? If yes, can you stand up and go and clean your self? you can't sleep in this room with me if you don't take a shower"
Bella snapped out of her trance and gulped. "Who says I'm ogling at you? Are you Trevor Quin or Jet Li?" She asked trying to defend herself.
Miguel moved closer with the hair dryer still in his hands for his hair is very wet.
"Really? So you can only drool on Trevor Quin and Jet Li?" He asked.
Bella knew he was bullying her again. This big bully she cussed.
She moved from he edge of the bed to the middle of it as he came closer to the bed.
"Of course, Trevor has good body more than you, so who did you think you are?" She sneered.
Miguel smiled and sat on the bed, bullying her is actually very interesting. "Really? Let see"
He moved closer and she continued to shift and then like a looming doom, he fell on her.
The door opened. Grandpa came. As he saw the compromising position, his eye widened.
"Ohh, so sorry to intrude" he said and rushed out.
Bella pushed him aside abd rush after Grandpa, "No Grandpa, it's not what you're thinking"